Break Out The Hammers - Hevein

What you know has never been questioned

You sit upon your throne, emptiness surrounded

There’s something in the air, electriflying

Up rise, revolt and scorn.

Break Out the Hammers!

I’ve made my choice you make yours

This weapon has got a voice

Don’t fence me in your walls are paper-thin

Your walls are paper

Falling like dominos, your back is broken

On my trophy wall, your skull’s are token

The hunt is on, let’s get ready to rumble

I’ve made my choice you make yours

This weapon has got a voice

Don’t fence me in your walls are paper-thin

Your walls are paper

I see.

you breaking out of life

You’ve stepped into the light

Your thoughts are clear tonight!